Peace: A lost voice
Fragmented like bits and pieces
here and there,
a wandering soul,
an incomplete whole!
I quiver within
like a shivering patient,
the knells of nuclear bombs
piercing me like agonies. Ouch!
What can I do when my torso is hoodwinked,
and annihilated by antagonists
speaking violent languages of war?
I can only cry
and soak in tears like you
beneath the smokes of the black sky.
If only your ears you would lend,
you good-hearted human friends-
a vanilla dawn might not be as elusive!
Will you lend me your ears?